Lyrics: Fury In The Slaughterhouse. Frontpage of The Sun.

Bring me down
If that is what you wan okay have fun
Bring me down
And bring it on the frontage of the sun

Bring me down
In high class color turn the truth upside down
Bring me down
And see what you can print to make me mad
Before I go to bed

I think it's cool, I think it's fun
To be on the frontage of the sun

My own son
Takes drugs, I'm sorry I never had one
And all my friends
The thousands that I had you say, they're gone

You think I'm great
The problem is that you are what I hate
You say, I'm gone
That's right but you don't know where
And I won't take you there

I think it's cool